Unwilled and unchanging was the folly of adolescence. Each individual succumbed to its predictable pattern, yet no know decipher it until they were left in it’s wake, burned and aged.
Lucky enough to have loved in adolescences’ tight grip and to enjoy the rose coloured world even it if ephemeral. The world was different with your presence and together, a world of our own. Created in love’s tender image, always fond in my memory.
Face to face with you now, maturity stricken and beaten down by adulthood, the world of our past lives, only now, a fleeting reality. Played on loop and kept alive by the endless possibilities of Divine Providence it is suspended in another present, unknown to us.
I will look at you with admiration, for to have shared this with you will always be an honour. This will be the only eternity we will know because it is the only thing we can both be sure of.